James Diamond.

Beloved member of boy band, Big Time Rush. He's bubbly, happy, always has a smile on his face. He makes people laugh. He's the life of the party. He makes everybody think his life is perfect.

But that's not the real James Diamond.

I'm the real James Diamond.

My life is not perfect. My life is pretty crappy.

My dad left when I was 7. My mom told me it was a business trip, but he never came home. I gave up on hope.

My mom turned into an alcoholic. That's when things got bad. She would be drunk when I came home from school. She would give me a list of chores to do and beat me when I didn't get them done fast enough. She pushed me off the porch once.

She told everyone I fell.

She still beats me today. I have to come up with excuses when the makeup crew asks where the bruises came from.

I still remember the first day on set. Logan noticed the scar on my neck. "I fell off my swing set about 9 or 10 years ago," I had told him.

I wanted to tell him the truth so badly.

But I couldn't.

I couldn't tell anybody.

There was something about Logan. He gets so upset if I look sad. Maybe that's why I put on the fake smile so much.

I wanted Logan to be happy. I loved seeing his smile. Sometimes when I'm around him, my smile isn't fake. Sometimes...

Sometimes I think I love him.

No.

I know I love him.

I have to pretend to be happy.

Nobody can know that I'm hurting.

Nobody can know about the pain.

Nobody can know about the scars.

Nobody.

*Logan's P.O.V*

There's something about James. We've been working together for a year now. Every day, he comes in with a new bruise and a new excuse. He tells the makeup crew that he fell off his bike, or down the stairs.

I can tell he's lying.

He's jumpy. He zones out and gets this painful look on his face. When he snaps back to reality, he puts a smile on like nothing happened.

At the end of the day, he never wants to go home. He's always trying to help, to stay as late as possible. He looks so disappointed when he finally has to leave.

There's something going on with James. There's something wrong.

There has to be a way to get him to open up to me. I need to figure out what's wrong.

Maybe I can help him.

**Author's Note:

Sorry this chapter is so short! This is just a filler chapter to get background information about James. The next chapters will be longer. I promise!

-Xoxo L